Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 611 War on the Gothic Starry Sky () Ten Thousand Years, Two Reflections

"The choice is yours!" roared the fallen Daemon Primarch.

No matter how many times he experienced it, this kind of betrayal from his genetic son would still make him ashamed.

Different from that memory in the past, when Garro threw his last hold on the ground, the anger that emerged from his bones allowed Mortarion to instantly break through a certain boundary and truly take over the body that came from him. past body.

The blade was unsheathed, and Mortarion did not need Garro's introduction this time to know that its name was "Freedom."

This two-handed broadsword that once belonged to a mortal was fortunate enough to be selected by the Astartes' technical sergeants because of its super-standard shape. Under the action of the disintegrating force field that was later attached to the sword's spine, it was transformed in the era of interstellar war. Rejuvenated again.

But it could not stop a Primarch, neither Mortarion nor any of his nineteen brothers.

The thick handle of the war sickle fell into his hand, and then was bitten by the threads on the inside of the bronze gauntlet.

The long and narrow yet broad blade vibrated and screamed, cutting through the surrounding air due to the tremendous strength of the giant hand.

But this time, he decided not to give Jia Luo any time to perform!

boom!

The afterimage still remains in place, but the true body of Nirvana has already fallen in a vicious arc. The sword of freedom in Jialuo's hand only has time to parry upward, but Nirvana's chisel strike from the sky collides with the sword blade. Move forward instantly!

Freedom was pushed by the huge force of Nirvana, and with the scream of the sword spine and the drag of the electromagnetic muscle bundle, it slammed hard against the chest of the power armor!

And the blade of Nirvana itself was staggered from the spine of the sword amidst the scraping sound of steel grinding, and then fiercely cut open the raised folds of the shoulder armor on both sides, and then dug into the golden eagle on the breastplate!

boom!

Captain Astartes' heavy body seemed to have no weight. Under this exposure, he flew like a meteor in the direction from which he came. Even the stone pillars under the gable wall of the fortress were knocked down by Jialuo, causing a series of collapses.

But Mortarion was still not satisfied with this blow, because... he was not dead.

He's not dead.

Although this attack had been prepared for a long time, in the fallen primarch's spiritual vision, the life signal belonging to the seventh company commander was still conspicuous among the broken pillars and rubble.

That damn woman was still the same as before, wrapping her power around Jia Luo's body first. And his almost deliberate fatal blow failed to end Jialuo's life simply.

"..." Typhons stood on the battleship in mid-air, wanting to say something, but in the end he chose silence.

But before he could make up his mind whether he should take this opportunity to give Mortarion a face again, on the battlefield around the fortress below, the Death Guards who came to watch the battle had already begun to celebrate.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Thousands of Death Guards were still surrounding, cheering for their commander, but little did they know that the deafening cheers fell on Mortarion's ears, but they only made him more embarrassed!

Legion soldiers were around, and the blow he had deliberately unleashed in the hope of killing it looked even uglier in front of everyone.

And if such a failure were to be passed on to Horus again... no, it had already been passed on!

Mortarion felt his blood vessels beating, and the asphalt-black, viscous blood in his withered heart was pumping as energetically as if he had not thrown himself into Chaos!

An unnatural color of blood appeared on his withered face, and as if he knew how embarrassed he was at this moment, the failure of Marquez also surged out of his memory like a flood!

He failed!

Not only did he fail to catch the woman named Qi Le, but he also failed to persuade his own combat company commander, Garo.

Even on the land of Marquez, in full view of all fleet members and legionnaires, he was stabbed in the throat by Garro with a broken sword when he was dying!

"Ah! Damn it!" Mortarion roared in a low voice, his madness overflowing to the point of almost substantial anger and shame, causing obscure fluctuations in the power of the subspace.

Typhons, who was about to taunt, finally realized something was wrong and decisively chose to shut up. In a sense, he can indeed be said to be the person who knows Mortarion best.

And his arrogance is precisely based on this understanding of Mortarion, which allows him to be alive and kicking every time he steps on the cordon of the original body.

While Mortarion was struggling with whether he should take the initiative to finish Gallo, there was a burst of rubble breaking, and Nathaniel Gallo stood up again.

"Come!"

In Mortarion's cold and hostile eyes, Garro was holding his freedom and inviting him to a duel again!

"He hurt me!"

"He hurt me!"

Amid Typhons' doubts and confusion, Mortarion murmured words that only he could understand. He flew up with the wings behind him with unprecedented strength, and then rushed towards Garro condescendingly!

The power granted to him by the God of Decay allowed him to break through the constraints of physical rules in reality.

That bronze-colored body accelerated to an incredible speed in a short dive!

The atmosphere is roaring!

Wherever Mortarion passed, he left auras of aura in the air!

The long blade of Annihilation first seemed to be light in Mortarion's hands, and he swung the dense air blade forward as if it was weightless;

After passing that stage with the blessing of even more terrifying power, on the contrary, at the moment of approaching Jialuo, he lifted as lightly as if he was heavy, and fell slowly, but unstoppably, as if the space had solidified!

"It's dangerous!" Calvin immediately noticed something strange about Mortarion, and even saw the gathering power of subspace from the tattered insect wings full of holes!

In this state, Mortarion's powerful blow was not even sure to be followed directly!

As for Jialuo, who has lost his health, he is still the 1.0 version of Living Saint Qile. Don't expect that the "God Emperor", who has not even fully awakened himself, can protect him from such a blow!

Want to help!

But the power he can project has already been sent out, and it is now condensed in Gallo's hands, preparing to deliver the final blow to Mortarion!

Calvin subconsciously searched his soul, trying to find something that could build a fulcrum that could withstand his power in this distant timeline!

But neither the truth of the empire nor the blessing of Hyperion, or even the soul connection of the War Council, apply to the current scene!

There must be something else! Must have!

Calvin searched anxiously until his eyes inadvertently scanned his soul again and saw the silent figure in the corner.

That was his memory as a Death Guard in another timeline. It was also, in a sense, a reflection and trace of his soul.

He has his own consciousness, even if his existence has always been an illusion after all the souls reunited;

He is also worthy of Calvin's respect, because it is also a manifestation of another side of himself.

so. "Going?"

He asked him, and the answer he got was as expected.

"Is it worth it?" Calvin, who received a positive answer, hesitated a little.

Because this is a one-way ticket, once he goes there, it means that he will be completely inseparable from Jia Luo's reflection, and will stay in that frozen time forever.

"It's worth it!" Calvin, who is also a son of Terra and a Twilight Raider, nodded, proving to himself with their tenacity and silence.

"Okay!" Now that the matter was over, Calvin no longer hesitated.

He detached his will from his soul and contacted Gaara.

This is the second problem, because in the original plan, Calvin was only intended to be a spectator.

And when the situation develops and requires his deep involvement, the first thing he needs to obtain is the consent of the owner here!

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